Dear Mr. Shaun, would you please open your eyes again and take a good look at those sequins? We could really use some rain. A day or two ago, I was out on a hillside, looking at a beautiful full moon. It was rising and looked so large, but then a bunny hopped across the way about 20 feet in front of me. Just magic! So, would you do it for the bunns?

What a floofy fluff of fluffiness ... okay that wasn't very creative BUT I can't think straight when it comes to bunnies ... Glad to hear from Shaun's bunmom, Christine! Always love hearing from the slaves! Give a kiss for me!

6Bs, Give him a kiss!?! While I appreciate what might be accomplished for our drought, this seems like blatant angling for a position that is already taken. Bunn servitors are endangered enough without being tricked into egregiously poor choices by other bunn servitors who "just can't think straight when it comes to bunnies." Can any of us think straight about bunnies? Your not being able to think straight defense will be laughed out of court should Christina choose to seek damages for pain and suffering resulting from her sound ear thwacking and being given the foot by Shaun. Hmmm, I guess all that would be in the hands of the criminal justice system. No civil suit for you! Well, maybe some kind of bunn servitor class action for further reckless endangerment of those already recklessly endangered.

And just where are the rest of the Monday grumps? Shaun is not going to like it if he finds out we think he is too cute for us to be grumpy on Monday.

Hoomin servitor can report that Shaun is even more disapproving than usual, thanks to the non-sanctioned, surgical removal of his testicles two days ago.

Had the furry storm cloud not rained a whole monsoon of urine precipitation in servitor's face last week, he might still comfortably be in macho, alpha mode. As it stands, these pink sequins are starting to grow on him! He's even requested that I booked him in for a wash, trim and poof dry next week.